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Calzonafan123 / mientosz / Azgirls : yeah, Arizona know about Callie, not a lot, but everything is explained in this chapter.
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I remember the day very clearly. It was 3 years ago.
I was waking up, in my appartment, i think it was 7 in the morning and I had turn of my phone. So when I turned it on, I was surprised to see that my father had tried to call me more than 20 times. He hadn't left a voicemail, he never does that.
A little affraid something bas happened to him, I immediately called him back and that's when I learned what happened a few hours earlier.
My younger sister, Aria had hit a man with her car as she was drunk. She had been to a party and was driving back home
It happened in an abandonned industrial area in Miami Subburb.
She had called our father immediately, telling him the man was surely dead.
So my father sent her some of his men taking care of everything.
The man wasn't dead. He was severely injured. He was sent to the nearest hospital and he remained lightly disabled. It was a poor homeless man but he didn't deserve to be treated that way.
My father took care of his hospital bills, supossedly anonymouly.
He even help him get a job and an appartment.
My sister didn't learn anything from it. She's still the same party girl today, telling my father she's going to graduate from college but nothing never become true.
I'm not even sure she had ever ask Dad the whereabout of that man. She's so reckless.
If I had been the one she'd called, I would have tell her to go to the police and to confess her crime. But of course, she went to my father, knowing the man was too proud to have his beloved daughter portrayed as a criminal.
He had to take care of his name, no matter what. He prefers to see her spent all his money on shopping and party instead of having our name tainted.
That's how they got me. That's this freaking story I had nothing to deal with that is making me a criminal as well.
They approached me one nigth, as I was going home. A tall man, very friendly came to talk to me, very quietly.
He explain me « they » knew everything, showing me pictures from a footage, clearly showing my sister and the accident, then my father's men trying to hide eveything.
Even if I knew the truth, I was shocked to see real pictures of the scene.
Then he just smiled at me and tell me he needed some help from me. That if I didn't cooperate, he will go to the police and gave them the video.
That's how everything began. And that's why I'm stuck in this mess.
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« Well, you're not a complete stranger. Calliope Iphigenia Torres » She says, making me raising my eyebrow.
« How do you know my full name ! » I ask her, a moment later, still under the shock.
She opens her labtop and turned it to me. It's showing the hospital website with an organizational charts of each department, and she click on the legal one.
« It's not so hard to find. » She smiles.
Still confused, I walk to her desk and look at the pictures. It's the same one I have on my acces badge, and there's indeed my full name and my exact title of my job. I had no clue it was available on line.
« Oh... » I just say, scrolling a little to see all my colleagues on the screen. « I don't know why they put that on line. I don't think a lot of people are interested about the legal team when they're looking for an hospital. »
« Well, I like to know the people that are surrounding me. » She says, closing her labtop and walking to the hallway to grab another box.
I follow her, noticing she seems a little less open suddenly. Maybe she's looking for every staff member background.
After all, she's supposed to communicate with criminal. She must be trained for that kind of eventuality.
« And are you even up to remember all their full name ? » I asks, wanting to see if she's supsicious toward me. « Because that's a little extreme, don't you think ? »
« I am kind of a control freak. » Arizona replies , stil avoiding eye contact. « It's just a precaution, you know... »
I swallow hard as she says those word. I'm pretty sure she knows there's something going on, and now she just to confront me about it.
« And why do you need to be cautious... » I venture. I don't know if i'm doing the good things by asking her directly, but at this point, I think I have nothing to loose.
She dropp the box she was carrying on her desk and looked directly in my eyes. She seems so tense in all of sudden. I feel my throat so dry. Her piercing blue gaze are litteraly scanning my soul and unfortunately, I can see a real sadness or some troubled emotion in her eyes at the same time.
She walks toward me and I'm frozen, she never leave my eyes and I have no choice to step back, until my back hit the shelves behind me.
I gulped and I see her hand approach my shoulder and she now just inches from my body.
« Excuse me... » She says emotionless and she take something on the shelve and I'm totaly petrified when I see what she had in her hand.
It's a cutter. At this point, I can feel pearl of sweat rolling on my forehead, but I see her walking back to her desk, and I'm just more and more confused.
She take the tools and simply open the box she had put on her desk earlier.
I think she's playing with me, or maybe I'm just being paranoid...
« I... » She says as she looks back at me, intensely. « I just want to know the people who seems... interested in me. »
She maintain her intense eyes on me, and as I am about to stumble, I see her lips curling into a teasing smile.
« What... » I have to cough a little, my throat is so dry, it's killing me. « What do you mean ? You think I'm interested in you ? »
« I don't know... Are you ? » She's answering my question by another question which is something I hate. « You were really eager to meet me the other day, and now you're here... and You're asking question... »
« I was just trying to be nice. » I answer quickly, not knowing where this conversation is going. « I mean, I know what is to be the new comer nobody really knows. »
« So you were not totaly mesmerized by my amazing charisma ? » she feints shock, puting her hand on her chest. « I thought you were completetly into me, and that you were going to do anything to ask me on a date... »
Well, that is very unexpected. The only thing I can say is that she could do whatever she wanted to me right now. I feel so weak and so stunned by what she just said, I'm sure I look completely pathetic one more time.
I don't say I wouldn't have take the chance if only I didn't have the information I know about her, and if I wasn't under the threat of those people.
She's gorgeous and she seems to have a bold personnality, which I love in a woman. I could easily go on a date with her.
« I told you... I was just trying to be friendly I was not ... »
« So you don't want anything more than friendship ? » she says, almost disapointed. « I'm not good enough for you ? Or maybe I'm not your type... »
« It's not that … It's just... I was just... » I mumble under the pressure she's putting on me. « Would you go on a date with me if I asked you ? »
She tilts her head on the side, a sweet smile on her lips. She's really breathtaking when she does that.
« I wouldn't. I'm sorry. » She apologizes. « I don't do date, I don't do relationship and crap. »
The answer is short but the tone is sincere and almost arsh.
« I was just playing your game here. Don't think I was flirting with you or anything like that. » I immediately reply.
I get it she's a hard costumer. She bit before being bitten...
« Well that's a good thing because I'm new here and i don't want you to think I am that kind of woman. » She replies, unpacking her stuff. « It was nice to meet you though. »
I remain really lost by her behaviour. She is really intiguing but she surely is playing a rôle.
A normal person wouldn't be so on the defensive. Or she feels there's something wrong with my behaviour and she totaly knows I'm around her for the reason I'm supposed to hide from her.
« What are you still doing here ? » She asks me, outing me from my thoughts.
« Nothing, I was just leaving. »
So I leave her at her unpacking, knowing I failed my attempt to get closer to her.
I need to contact them to let them know it's going to be hard, almost impossible to do what they're waiting for me. But I don't know how to reach them.
Or I just give her some times to cool down, to forget about me and I will jsut observ her from a distance, trying to notice something unusual.
« Ms Torres ! » I hear behind me as I'm walking in the hallway, And i know it's her. « I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude... »
« It's okay... » I reply, doing my best to play it cool. « I get it, I'm a little intrusive. It won't happen again. »
« Maybe I'll see you around so ? » she replied, offering me the most beautiful grin I've ever seen before wheeling back in her office, leaving me with a goofy smile in the middle of the hallway.
« I hope so... »
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